Sunday, August 09, 2009

Home Sweet Virginia

The day after Tim's parents returned to IN, we clambered into our sleek 'n speedy new minvan and sped off for other places. Tim was going to a conference in Iowa, and I felt a little dubious of my desire to stay home alone with the kiddos for a week, so Mom picked us up in Maryland and took us home to Virginia.

This was of course a great delight all around, as Israel firmly states his desire to go to "Gamma's house" at least once a day. He believes every ride in the minivan should end at Grandma's.

Zion was a little suspicious of all being well with the world when we got there - he was a little clingy and not so sure about things. Including not wanting to go to sleep very easily at night, a pattern that continued throughout the week.

There were many golf-cart rides all around...

riding of the tricycles...

and the cars...

busy and important things to help Granddaddy with...

cuddling of the grandbaby...

garden tasks to accomplish...

more cuddling of the grandbaby...

Grandma bathing of the long haired hooligans...

football playing with the Grandma and Granddaddy...

close observation by the oh-so-helpful Maddie dog...

digging of the Grandma's flower beds by aspiring landscapers...

and good times on the swing.

Like to make a boy tuckered out.

Or at least lay down for a nap with Grandma. Under your cozy blanket. On the coffee table...

Virginia is just GORGEOUS in the summertime!!!

This field was covered with Queen Anne's Lace flowers. Beautiful!!

I also got to spend some time with my friend, Sylvia,

and her two adorable munckins while I was home. Vincent wasn't too sure about the whole concept of being set down... :)

A few more pictures...since I don't have enough or anything... ;)

Israel cheesing by his Uncle Quentin's play barn.

Snack time before bed...

I totally appreciated all the help, and not having to spend the week alone in the trenches!!! Thanks so much, Mom and Dad, for everything!

Good move going to your parents. Taking care of three little boys by yourself is mucho work! On the rare occasion that Monica leaves and I have all 3 myself, I make the long, 250 feet trip next door to mom and dad's if they're home.